**I edited this and finished the very end on the fly so pLEASE let me know what you think of it!! It would mean the world to me!** 

Tansy's POV

The only sound resonating between the two of us after my confession was the not-so-quiet sound of my own sobbing. I felt and looked pathetic, but I just couldn't stop myself after what he'd spewed out. The whole thing was so heartfelt and pure that I think it broke my tear ducts.

I wasn't sure how long we stood facing each other without saying anything as I cried, but I knew it was a while. Tanner's expression hadn't changed from the look of absolute shock on his pale-white face. He stumbled back a few steps, knocking me out of my ugly cry mode and into one of half-confusion, half-anger. I watched him closely as he continued to stumble about before grabbing his keys off the counter and bolting out of the apartment.

I felt my heart break in my chest, not expecting that response in any sort. I mean, yes I was expecting shock and maybe terror over being a father to his own biological child, but I wouldn't have ever expected him to leave. Especially not after that Grammy-worthy speech/confession he'd just given. A knock on the front door pulled me from my thoughts. I wiped away my tears and tried to make myself look somewhat put together before answering the door.

"Oh, gosh. I didn't realize it'd been an hour already." I sighed to myself before shooting Agatha a thankful smile. She returned it with her own look of worry, asking me with her eyes if I was okay. I just nodded and gave her a small wave before ushering Calla inside. I silently prayed that Tanner would come back soon so we could talk things out and I could figure out what the hell he was thinking.

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Tanner's POV (SURPRISE!!!!)

Breathe. Breathe. Wait, how do you fucking breathe? Jesus Christ, I'm going to asphyxiate to death.

I gripped the steering wheel so tight my knuckles turning white, threatening to crack open. Her words kept bouncing around and around in my fucking brain.

I'm pregnant.

My heart sped up in my chest just thinking about it. I wasn't sure how I ended up in the parking lot of Target, but here I was parked. I never understood what the fuck the appeal was with this place, but Tansy seems to think it's the end all be all.

Wandering in the store, I got a few sideways glances from a few teenage girls and a soccer mom with her kids. Must've never seen a Goddamn tattoo before.

I dodged a few children here and there to keep from being run into as their parents chased after them. The kids giggled, ignoring their parents completely before dashing down a random aisle. If my kid ever acts like that...

I'd wandered the store for about five minutes until I realized that I'd ended up in the baby aisle. I was surrounded by those little jumpsuits with the stupid sayings on it, bottles, binkies, diapers, car seats, some shit I've never even seen before. My breathing quickened as I glanced all around me.

My hands shook as I reached out for the piece of clothing in front of me labeled 0-3 months. Daddy's Little Girl it read in sparkly pink cursive. I wasn't sure what it was, but tears started to leak from my eyes one at a time before I couldn't control them. Clutching the little shirt in my hand I dropped into a crouch, unable to keep myself upright any longer.

"Oh, honey are you alright?" A middle-aged woman asked as she strolled into the aisle with her cart, her own infant sitting upright and watching me intensely. I cleared my throat and forced myself to my feet with a little struggle.

"Yes. I just, uh, I just found out my girl is pregnant." I rasped out, unsure why I was even telling her this. It was none of her business.

"Oh, my! That's amazing. My little man is six months old now, but it seems like just yesterday he was born." She said warmly, sending a loving smile to the little man in the cart.

"She's going to be an amazing mom. I was going to ask her to marry me in a couple weeks, but I think I'm going to do it tonight instead." I rambled on, unable to stop myself. She gasped before an excited smile took over her face. Reaching into my pocket, I pulled out the velvet box I'd been carrying around with me for a few days now. I'd bought it a few days after Tansy had been ignoring me. I'd gone to the jewelry shop to get Calla a pair of earrings with her birthstone as a surprise because she'd been so sad with Tansy gone when I saw it. It was decently big, at least three carats, but that's not what caught my attention. It was the intricate design of the band that got me.

It was beautiful from every angle and in every lighting, just like my Tansy.

I popped the lid of the box open and showed the woman, rendering her speechless.

"My God, that is absolutely beautiful! She's going to love it." She insisted before patting the side of my arm. I thanked her before rushing off to grab a cart. When I returned to the aisle, the woman was gone and I was left with my thoughts once again. I quickly filled my cart with anything and everything I thought we might need - including the baby-proofing things I'd previously owned for Calla but had since thrown away.

Checking my watch after purchasing everything and cursing myself for the total, I almost shit myself when I realized I'd spent two hours here already. Shit, Tansy is going to kill me. I didn't want her to have to cook dinner tonight, so I ordered a pizza on my way home and picked it up. I left everything in the car and brought just the pizza up, afraid of the reaction I was going to get from Tansy for having been gone so long. I might need my hands-free in case she decided to try and beat some sense into me.

I entered the apartment quietly, taking notice of the dishes in the sink meaning they'd already eaten dinner without me. I crept about before finally finding the two of them in my bedroom. Calla was lying between Tansy's legs with her back resting against her chest, struggling to keep her eyes open as Tansy combed her fingers through her wet hair. They appeared to be watching a cartoon of some sort, something Calla picked out to watch before bed I'm sure. I cleared my throat and gently rapped my knuckles against the door before entering. Tansy glanced my way before immediately looking away, a wave of hurt passing over her face before she concealed her reaction.

I made my way to the bed before gently climbing on as it appeared that Calla was fully asleep now. Tansy was still ignoring me as I carefully lifted Calla into my arms and took her to her own bed. I tucked her in and kissed her forehead before flipping her night light on and making my way back to Tansy.

I found her sitting in the same spot, but now she was sitting up straighter and had her arms and legs crossed, her arms resting on a pillow that was placed on her lap.

"Sweet Bottom." I started, causing her to huff softly. I knew she loved the nickname, though she'd never admit to it. She didn't give me any response, just continued to watch the children's show as if it were the most intellectually stimulating thing in the entire world. I just laughed at her capacity of pettiness before turning and leaving once again. I grabbed my keys and began bringing all the things I'd purchased up and depositing them in the extra guest room.

I went to work removing the mattress from the bed and putting it up against the wall. I grabbed a drill and took apart the simple bed frame and shoved the pieces into the closet so that the room was now an empty, open space. Tansy must've grown curious with the racket I was making, even though I was doing my best to be silent for Calla's sake. I knew the moment she'd entered the room, because a soft whine left her mouth. Looking over my shoulder as I began removing the pieces of the crib I'd bought from its box, I watched her cry into her hand. Disregarding the piece I'd had in my hand, I stood and pulled her small frame into my much larger one. Removing her hand, I kissed her long and hard, conveying everything I felt into that one intimate action.

I'm not good with words, never have been and never will be. I've always been a man of actions. I think that's why Tansy was so upset with the shit I pulled on her. I was mad with myself for it. After that night when she left and didn't come back, I couldn't even stomach the mere sight of Titty. I knew Tansy seeing her with me would upset her. I knew she would think something more happened. Truthfully, I did call Titty to see if getting Tansy out of my fucking system was even possible.

I wasn't shocked when I texted Titty and she sent me the address to her apartment, no questions asked. When I showed up, she greeted me at the door completely naked. I physically grimaced at the sight. It wasn't that Titty didn't have a good body, but it was nothing compared to Tansy's small frame and soft skin that I was already so addicted to.

I tried to push past the disgusted feeling I had in my stomach, but I just couldn't. The second she'd touched me, my knee-jerk reaction was to smack her hand away and put a considerable amount of distance between us. I demanded she put her clothes on (truthfully because my dick had already shriveled so far up into my body that I was afraid seeing her uncovered any longer would ruin me for life) before lying and saying I forgot something at my apartment. I knew, like the leech she was, that she would want to tag along and that I would ultimately get what I wanted - hurting Tansy.

Pulling away when I decided that she was good and loved up, I smirked down at her curious face.

"What were you thinking about?" She asked. My smirk changed into a smile at how well she knew me - how could I ever think I could get this woman out of my head?

"How much I fucked up, how dumb I was, and how much I love you," I whispered against her lips. She sniffled as a new round of fresh tears accumulated in her eyes.

"No, no, no. Stop this. I can't do the tears." I ordered, feeling my chest tighten just looking at her while she was upset.

"They're tears of happiness, you moron." She whimpered before closing the small gap and kissing me once again. I happily accepted the kiss, a giddy feeling in my chest from the simple affection she was giving me.

"How far along are you?" I asked, realizing the only thing I knew so far was that she was pregnant.

"She thinks I'm only a couple weeks along. I go back in a month to do an ultrasound to heart the heartbeat and confirm a due date," she explained, looking stressed about all the details already.

"We go back in a month. I'm not missing a single appointment," I stated vehemently to which she sniffled.

"What about Calla?" She whispered out quietly. Fuck. How could I not even think about how we were going to tell Calla or how she would feel.

Probably because I was already trying to figure out how I myself felt about it.

"Shit. I didn't even think of that," I murmured before groaning under my breath.

"I think we should tell her sooner rather than later so she has lots of time to come to terms with the idea of not being the center of attention anymore. I'm not entirely sure how she'll take the news because I really think it could go one of two ways; she either is so excited she can barely contain herself or she's so upset she doesn't speak to either of us until she's calmed down." She said smartly.

"I know she'll want to come to the appointments regardless, but I think we should wait to tell her until I'm out of the first trimester, just in case - God forbid - something were to happen with the pregnancy." She continued. I nodded, agreeing with her sentiments.

"I'll have to keep this room locked so she doesn't find all of the stuff. She's getting smarter and smarter every day, she'd figure it out on her own no doubt." I said on a sigh while glancing around the floor at the various baby items that were strewn about. Tansy laughed with a nod before tilting a tipped over box with her foot upright.

"Why in the world would we need two baby bathing stations?" She asked with a single raised eyebrow.

"I wasn't sure which one was better so I figured we could try both out," I replied sheepishly, only now realizing how fucking dumb I sounded. She laughed at my expense before kissing my cheek. I was caught off guard by her grabbing my beard and dragging me down to her height.

"You have no idea how fucking much that turns me on." She husked out against the shell of my ear, causing my pants to tighten almost immediately. I groaned deeply before picking her up in my arms in one swoop motion and carrying her to our bedroom. I didn't waste a single second stripping her of all her clothing. I have no fucking idea what it was, but it drove me fucking crazy when she manhandled me that way.

No woman had ever been bold enough to even attempt it, let alone do it without second thought.

Fuck, I love this woman.

I carefully backed her into the shower before turning the water on, making sure to shield her body from the icy spray while never breaking our sensual mouth-fucking. The noises she made set my body of fire. They were cute and quiet, but they could also be loud and demanding. My own perfect symphony.

I kissed and sucked my way down her body, laving her breasts and lower belly with extra attention as her breathing and moans came quicker. When I was finally kneeling in front of her, I hoisted a single leg up to rest on my shoulder, letting myself get a good view of that perfect pink pussy. All fucking mine.

"Tanner!" She squeaked out while digging my set of nails into my shoulder while the other hand threaded through my hair for leverage. I didn't waste a single second on foreplay, knowing she and I were already worked up beyond the point of no return. I sucked her pulsating clit into my mouth with harsh force, causing her to release a half-sob, half-moan. Her hips started to gyrate on their own accord, riding my face without even thinking about it.

This right here was my favorite sight in the entire world. This. My woman with her head thrown back, cheeks red from exertion, thighs quivering from my mouth's work, calling out my name like a siren.

It only took me a few more licks and sucks before she was cuming all over my face, her body seizing up from pleasure before coming apart a second time like she always did. Standing back up, I grabbed harshly around the backs of her thighs and hoisted her up before settling her all the way down on my cock. Her mouth dropped open with a silent scream from me burying myself to the hilt in one single thrust. Fuck, it's been way too long.

"This is my home," I growled against her lips, my forehead pressed against her own. She cried, a few tears leaking down the side of her face as she nodded, agreeing with me. "This will always be my home," I growled once more, grinding myself further into her to accentuate my point.

"I love you." She rasped out, clenching her pussy around me as hard as she could in that moment. My knees went weak and I swear to everything that was fucking Holy that I saw stars. When I regained my sanity, I pulled back and began fucking her like I knew we both loved.

Neither one of us liked the gooey love making bullshit. Sure, it was nice in theory, but what she and I both really wanted was to fuck each other's brains out. Then, and only then, would we both be fully satisfied.

But really, neither one of us would ever be satisfied. We would always be left wanting more.

That's just what love does to you. 

PHOTO OF THE RING: I didn't want to put it at the time because it would've ruined the surprise ;)